Wen Miao's efficiency is very high, and he invited the best lawyer to clear him of the suspicion.
The new president of the Psychological Association personally conducted a psychological evaluation for Wen Qin. He insisted that he had no memory and was hypnotized.
If what he said is true and the perpetrator turns into a victim, the meaning will be different.
The autopsy proved it quickly, and it was confirmed that Wen Qin's fingerprints were present, and the fatal wound was on the head, caused by a sharp weapon.
The murder weapon was confirmed to be a decoration on the desk.
In the absence of accidents, there is no doubt that Wen Qin is the murderer.
Jiang Lan was picked up by Wen Qingyun to the Psychological Association, and Wen Qin was doing a psychological assessment in the office of the new president. The police monitored the whole process, and only waited for the final result to arrest him.
Not long after, Wen Miao rushed over vigorously, walked towards her at a slow pace, "How's it going?"
Jiang Lan shook her head, "We have to wait a little longer."
Wen Qingyun glanced at him from a distance, as if confirming his mental state, and quickly looked away.
Wen Miao's eyes were bloodshot. He had been working overtime until late at night for two consecutive days.
Thanks to Ji Shaobai's previous hypnosis too many times, Wen Qin's memory has obvious traces of being hypnotized, although it cannot be used as strong evidence, he is temporarily staying outside for trial.
It rained on the day of Wen Zhicheng's funeral. The weather in late autumn was already cold and damp, and the damp moisture stuck to his body. Eight out of ten people regretted coming to the farewell party.
People are annoying when they are alive, and they will cause trouble for everyone after death.
Jiang Lan stood in front of the window of the studio, watching the autumn rain with a blank face, and it became more and more fun.
She told Qi Yuemei about Zhen En's news, the latter is her new good sister, so of course she should share such important news with her.
As for how much Wu Feng's property can be recovered, it depends on Qi Yuemei's ability.
"Boss, what are you doing standing there, it's raining outside, be careful to blow the rain in."
Bobo had just sent a customer away, and saw that she was still in the familiar position, so he gave a few casual instructions.
Jiang Lan closed the window and looked back at her, "You have been very active these days, and the number of orders received has increased significantly."
Bobo, "If you don't be active, you can't do it. The season will change soon. Winter clothes are extremely expensive. You can't afford tens of thousands of yuan to buy a mink. Money makes people hardworking."
Jiang Lan came to a sudden, no wonder.
The weather is getting colder and the number of guests in the studio is decreasing. Rich people don't like to go out, and those without money are even more reluctant to move.
Just finished business for a few days, and it calmed down before there was a splash.
The next day.
The temperature dropped drastically after the rain, Jiang Lan put on a heavy coat, ordered a bunch of fresh chrysanthemums, and took a taxi to the cemetery.
Today is Mrs. Jiang's death day, and no one remembers it except her.
Originally planned to bring Wen Miao here, but now that Wen Shi and Wen Qin's affairs have made him busy, he didn't tell him and came alone.
The watermark on the bluestone slab has not yet evaporated, and the morning sun has not yet risen, and the chill spreads from the feet.
Soon arrived at a familiar place, and saw a bunch of flowers on it from a distance, with dewdrops hanging on the flowers, it was obvious that the owner of the flowers had just left.
Jiang Lan stepped forward in surprise, nothing but paintings, looking around the entire cemetery, there were not many people in the early morning, and he didn't see the person he thought.
It can't be Wen Qingyun, he only comes here occasionally, and he can't remember the specific day at all.
?Using the method of elimination, there is no one who is familiar with these matters of Lao Jiang's family except Ji Shaobai.
Jiang Lan put down the flowers in her hand, cleaned up the weeds beside her, and forgot who the future would be, and babbled about what happened to her recently.
"I just made a new boyfriend. He is rich and handsome, and he is also the president of the company. You can rest assured over there. It's not that no one wants me, but I haven't picked a better one yet."
"Now this one is pretty good, I forgot to tell you, his name is Wen Miao, and his ability to earn money is better than our whole family combined, so I will hang out with him from now on."
Jiang Lan lowered her head, water droplets dripped on the grass at her feet, and disappeared soundlessly.
"It's good for Lao Jiang to be your angel carefree in the sky, and I don't need to worry about not having the motivation to live. Now that I have a beautiful man and live in a big villa, life is not to mention how rich it is."
He talked about some trifles and some special cases in Shuxin Studio.
She said, "We don't know what the charter is over there. If you can't be free, just helpAnalysis and analysis, although our geographical location is not good, but we can't stand up to the good reputation, and we will soon become the leader in the industry. "
"By the way, I didn't say the most important thing. Wen Qingyun has come out to do it alone now. The business is not as good as ours. Your daughter also made you proud once."
When the sun was high, Jiang Lan's head went dark for a moment, as if he had suffered from hypoglycemia, so he simply said goodbye and prepared to go down the mountain and leave.
As soon as he walked outside the gate of the cemetery, Jiang Lan was blocked by a car.
What came down was a woman.
She looks gorgeous and has a temperament, and when she walks in, she smells like milk, and Jiang Lan has no idea who the woman is.
Judging by her appearance, she is here specially to block her.
It seems that what she is looking for is not small, and it can be found in such a remote place. It takes a lot of effort just to find the right address, right?
Zhen En took off her glasses, and we don't know why she still wears sunglasses in the cold winter of October, whether it's for being cool or because she's afraid of reflections.
Jiang Lan looked at the person blocking her way, "What can I do for you?"
Zhen En took off her glasses, revealing her stunning face, flung her wavy hair behind her, and said coldly, "Are you Jiang Lan?"
Jiang Lan was in a very bad mood at the moment, and didn't want to greet her, so she went straight to the point and said, "You can go to the studio to handle business, I don't have time today to look at the faces."
Zhen En glanced at her slowly, her brows and eyes full of flair, "I came here specially to find you."
Jiang Lan, "Is my fame already this big?"
"I'm Zhen En!" She didn't have the heart to talk to her, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible, "I'm related to Wu Feng, you must have understood that I'm Ji Shaobai's partner, I don't know if you know."
Jiang Lan's eyes flickered slightly, "Is it important whether I know or not? Your matter has nothing to do with me. If you just came here to tell me about it, then you can leave now."
Zhen En, "Do you just don't care at all, or are you not curious about my relationship with him?"
Jiang Lan turned back cooperatively, "Then tell me what's the relationship between you two, are you asleep?"
Zhen En was stuck for a moment, as if she didn't expect her to say that, her eyes flashed slightly, and she quickly said, "Of course, we are the best golden partners."
Jiang Lan chuckled, "Golden Partner, that's a good name. I think you guys should be stronger, like Diamond Partner, which sounds better." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com